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By Clearance Runzelspoon
Snow slides in fatside funnel dance.
Please somebody and tell the birds
And the salt man too
Yesterday and tomorrow
are similar; not same
My apologies to beaks
A butterfly bruise for your
bicep or mine might
not cut it
or paste over holy
that gaping ozone
tear
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